Brush aside
Saturday,7th September 2019
You are the one
who can make heaven
on lovely earth
and take the breath peacefully
what really ruins?
and renders pain
for you to undergo
and blow the sad whistle
it won't go very far
but create fear within
never to be heard and never to be seen
but force you to create the panic scene
it is a cry in the wilderness
where you have no courage to chase
and stoutly face
the survival race
you feel sadness
and also cheerfulness
the moment you brush aside negativity
there shall always appear the possibility
who are we waiting for?
and feeling sore
for no want of anguish or pain
the vision must appear before us and remain
Hasmukh Mehta
Courtesy: Sri Sri Ravishanker
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem